South Park vs. Heavy Metal

Growing up, I think most of us experienced four painful disappointments that shook us out of childhood's innocence:

1) Santa Claus isn't real

2) life is pain

3) dreams are lies

and

4) Heavy Metal.

How could something that seemed so awesome turn out to be nothing but an alien Harold Ramis doing blow and an orange John Candy running around with his dork hanging out?

Despite the fact that the movie sucked preposterously, even discounting for the unrealistic expectations of a sixth grader, I still like the clips of the movie. All of that initial promise, none of the the grinding existential pain of realizing pretty much everything sucks.

When Kenny "cheeses" -- gets high by sniffing a cat's spray -- he hallucinates a magical world of high fantasy in which Heavy Metal was actually pretty cool.